The current situation is a bit not good, or a bit confusing.
Qi Yan and Feng Yangao were held hostage. It should be emphasized that it was OTZ who was held hostage in President Feng Da’s own car...
Regarding the cold touch on his forehead, Qi Yan asked himself to stay calm as much as possible, otherwise he would not be able to help but rush up and ask Feng Yangao, a big fool full of bad intentions, whether he had ever thought about what he said about being hijacked in his car.
But then, the conversation between the robber and Feng Yangao made Qi Yan understand something in his mind.
First of all, these people are not robbers, but people who are investors today. Secondly, they are not seeking wealth or life, but delaying time. As long as Feng Yangao misses the time to sign the contract, the investment will be automatically void.
"So, President Feng, I'm sorry. You have to stay with us rough guys tonight, and we will take you directly to the airport tomorrow." The leader smiled with an arrogant look on his face, showing no sign of apology. No.
Qi Yan complained in his heart, now it's better, he won't leave him alone today, and he will be sent directly to the airport tomorrow.
Compared to Qi Yan's suppressed anger and panic, Feng Yangao seemed very relaxed. He picked up the wine glass on the side, poured himself a glass of wine, and raised the glass to the leader, as if there was a toy gun on his head.
Taking a sip of red wine, Feng Yangao suddenly said doubtfully: "I'm very curious, since you don't want to sign this contract with us, why do you still ask me to negotiate? You must know that the meaning of the word 'negotiation' itself is to sign The first step in the contract.”
"I don't need to worry about this matter, CEO." The leader snorted coldly, "This is an internal matter of our company. My boss needs to use the money invested in Rongteng to make another batch of transactions, but the company's Other senior officials gave you this opportunity."
"Oh~ It turns out that there is a disagreement within your company..." Feng Yangao nodded with understanding.
The leader looked at him and suddenly smiled, "President Feng is so courageous. He can keep his face straight under such circumstances."
"No way, actually I'm very scared." Feng Yangao picked up the wine glass again and drank it all in one gulp.
"You don't look very scared." The leader crossed the aisle, grabbed Feng Yangao's wine glass, and threw it down hard. The wine glass rolled twice on the carpet-covered carriage floor and broke a corner.
Feng Yangao didn't mind his rough behavior at all. Instead, he crossed his legs, crossed his arms and looked at the leader at leisure: "Of course I'm scared, but my dear is here. If I'm scared, wouldn't he be even more scared?" Fear."
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Honey
Qi Yan, who was silent on the side, and the leader made puzzled expressions (black question marks).
"My dear, don't be afraid." Feng Yangao stretched out his hand towards Qi Yan, "Come to me."
Qi Yan: Get lost, my dear.
There were seats on both sides of the Lincoln car. Qi Yan and Feng Yangao were sitting opposite each other, with only a passerby between them. Feng Yangao stretched out his hand and almost touched the tip of Qi Yan's nose. What else could he use to say 'come to me'? !
Resisting the urge not to hit him, Qi Yan glanced at him and said, "Get out."
"Oh, dear, don't be like this." Feng Yangao pinched his eyebrows as if he had a headache, "Are you still blaming me for being too rude last night?"
Qi Yan: "..." Is this guy out of his mind
Looking at Feng Yangao with a confused expression, he saw a glimmer of light flashing in his black pupils, which seemed to reflect the boundless night sky...
This was Feng Yangao's old gaze, the kind that saw through everything and controlled everything, frivolous but with a hint of evil.
… At this moment, Qi Yan understood.
This is a game, a game that Feng Yangao has laid out himself.